I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 893 Old Figure

The colorful avenue is blurry and somewhat indistinct.

In Chen Hai's feeling, this road doesn't seem to be wide, and at a glance, he seems to have seen a vague figure sitting cross-legged at the end of the road.

Just looking at it, his whole body felt cold, and he had already escaped from that mysterious and mysterious and weird state.

"This is the Dao of Poison? The figure sitting cross-legged at the end of the road is the ancestor of Panhuang? Or is it a more powerful existence?"

He let out a long breath, waiting for his turbulent mood to regain his composure, Chen Hai's face was complicated, and he thought to himself.

The Dao of Poison ranks at the bottom of the Three Thousand Dao, so it is not a powerful Dao itself.

Since the end of this road has already been occupied first, what kind of result will the other latecomers step into this road?
Perhaps, there are people with extraordinary talent and amazing understanding, who can comprehend some laws of poison that have not been tolerated by this avenue.

But so what?
They have already walked on the road of poison, no matter how many things they have realized, they will only be wedding dresses, and the road of poison will be widened and lengthened. They want to truly surpass the existence at the end of the road, and there is no one at all. any possibility.

In Chen Hai's view, at the end of a certain avenue, if someone has already occupied it first, it will definitely not be a good thing for other people who step into this avenue!
If you don't make it right, when you walk a certain distance on this avenue, and the existence at the end of the road feels a little threatened, they may directly attack and nip the danger in the bud.

Among the three thousand roads, which roads have already been occupied by people first?Which roads are still vacant, and no one has yet walked to the end?
Chen Hai, who has not even stepped into the quasi-sage capital, knows nothing about it.

However, in his opinion, the road formed by the condensation of human emotions and six desires does not seem to be among the legendary three thousand roads.

If the facts are as he imagined, he will be able to blaze a new path beyond the Three Thousand Avenues...

Just thinking about it, Chen Hai's mood was surging, and he felt energetic all over.

Instead of peeking at the Tao of Poison of Patriarch Panhuang, sitting cross-legged on the futon in the middle of the hall, he really started to practice.

He has reached the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, and his comprehension of the laws of human emotions and six desires is actually not at all able to match his current realm.

Putting other aspects of practice aside for the time being, he now puts all his thoughts on the perception related to the seven emotions and six desires.

In the prehistoric world, people whose strength has reached Chen Hai's current level, if they want to further improve their strength, they must either kill the three corpses, or accumulate merit, and use their merit to exchange for rewards from the prehistoric world to improve their own strength.

It's a pity that Chen Hai, who doesn't want to be bound by the heaven at all, doesn't want to take any of the above two roads.

Under such a situation, the path he wants to take can only be opened up by himself and realized.

The road is hard, and the road is even harder.

If there is no cultivation method that suits me, then I will create a cultivation method that is exclusive to me!

With such a heart, holding such an idea, Chen Hai, who sat cross-legged, was like a statue, immersed in the world of Tao, and the whole person fell into complete silence.

Ten years, 20 years, 50 years...

100 years, 200 years, 300 years...

Time flies, fast, and in a blink of an eye, 500 years have passed.

Within the wilderness, in various regions, the Pan Spider Clan is still wreaking havoc.

It's just that, over the years, there have been many hidden human and monster powerhouses, and the current Pan Spider Clan has been forced into the endless sea.

There are only a few sporadic eight-armed spiders left on land. In the battle with other races, it is difficult for the spiders to gain any advantage.

After all, these eight-armed disk spiders have some advantages in numbers, and when it comes to top-level powerhouses, their number is actually not too many.

In the first few years, because they were afraid of the Pan Huang Patriarch behind the Pan Spider Clan, those strong men from other tribes just guarded their own one-third of an acre of land, and did not personally deal with those Pan Spiders. Unleash the killing spree.

It's a pity that the minds of the spiders are all distorted, and they don't know how to restrain themselves!
They pushed forward and wreaked havoc in various regions of the prehistoric region. When the strong men of other races couldn't bear it and avoided it, finally some strong men let go of their fears and started to fight back.

After several years of probing and not seeing Panhuang Patriarch personally fight back, the strong men of all ethnic groups naturally became more courageous.

If it weren't for the big Luos and quasi-sages who worshiped the Pan Palace back then, many of them had returned from beyond the sky, the current Pan Spider Clan would have been exterminated, and they were definitely not just forced into the endless sea So simple.

Jinxia Island, the boundary of Ximan Mountain.

Nearly half of the area has been turned into a piece of scorched earth with no grass growing.

Although the island has a lot of land, it can only be regarded as a big island after all.

In lands like Zhanzhou in the south and Luzhou in the north, it is very rare to see sporadic spiders, but the number of eight-armed spiders on Jinxia Island has not only not decreased, but its overall strength has increased compared to before. Enhanced a lot.

Now the Pan Spider Clan that is raging on Jinxia Island, and the Pan Spider from the Da Luo Realm have appeared from time to time.

Even a quasi-sage-level pan spider appeared once.

If the Aoki Avatar hadn't personally fought back that quasi-holy-level spider, the Ximan Mountain boundary, the last piece of pure land on Jinxia Island, might have been completely reduced to scorched earth.

Today, the entire territory, that is, the thousands of miles around the Black Narcissus Mountain, can still maintain stability and maintain a normal order.

Over the past few hundred years, among the many disciples of the Heishui lineage, although there has not yet been a Daluo Jinxian, there have been as many as two to three hundred disciples of the Jinxian level.

After ninety-nine 81 Golden Immortals from the Blackwater lineage formed the Blackwater Xuanhe Formation, they were already enough to fight against those big Luojing Pan Spiders who only knew Mang.

Coupled with the genuine Da Luo Jinxian who is still guarding at the foot of the fairy mountain Wanzhong Mountain, even if he wants to kill one or two Da Luo Realm Pan Spiders, it is not impossible.

It is precisely because of this background that the thousands of miles around the Black Narcissus Mountain can always be firmly controlled by the Heishui lineage.

33 Beyond the sky, in the chaos.

An old figure with white beard and hair was sitting cross-legged outside the shining golden Pan Palace.

He is invulnerable to all magic, and all evil is invulnerable. The gray mist that is ubiquitous in the chaos can't get close to his body at all.

Sitting here quietly cross-legged, he seemed to have naturally become the focus of the world. With him existing here, the Panhuang Palace, which was so close to him, seemed to have lost its color and turned into an existence that would be ignored by others.

"Crackling..." With a muffled sound, the tightly closed gate of Panhuang Palace slowly opened.

Circles of colorful halos surround the body of Panhuang Patriarch, with eight arms, looking at him who is very mighty, he strode out from within.

"Xuan Yuan, what are you trying to do when you are blocking the door of my dojo?" Patriarch Panhuang asked angrily, pointing at the old figure with a grim look on his face.

(End of this chapter)